| It's nights like this that I'm at my best publicly but feel like hell beneath the veneer. My demons will never be put to rest. |
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| This is a bona fide mid-life crisis, at 23 years young. No wonder I'm going grey. I'm still smoking, heavily, by the way. |
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| Sleeping alone takes it's toll in it's own way after a while.
I can't get the thought or the sight out of my head of you lying next to me when I woke up. It was a perfect feeling. And now I'm off to a new state for far too many nights and miles away from you. |
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| The sun itself seems to shine brighter when a huge burden has been lifted. |
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| "You are the bravest person I know."
I've been told that exactly twice in my life, by two people I care about very deeply, following two entirely seperate personal confessions to them, and almost precisely a decade apart. Why, then, do I continue to feel like a coward and a fraud? |
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